The Office presents: Subtle Sexuality

group-shotHere at songspeak, we love The Office and everything Office-related. Today, The Office just released their latest webisodes on the NBC site. This group of webisodes is entitled Subtle Sexuality, and in it, Kelly and new receptionist Erin start a girl-group and shoot a music video for their new song, Male Prima Donna. The entire series is three webisodes, mainly telling the story of the making of the video (during which, it’s not surprisingly revealed that the song is about Ryan), but the last episode contains the actual music video. And without spoiling anything, it. Is. AMAZING. I think what really makes it is Andy’s (a.k.a. Nard Dog) stellar performance. See for yourself!

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  1. And the lyrics, care of the Subtle Sexuality website:

    You don’t return my texts
    You say my phone don’t get no texts
    Whatcha you got, A-D-D?
    Add it up, don’t equal you and me
    Like Shakespeare said, “To be or not to be”
    Sometimes you’re Romeo with me.
    But if you ever leave me again,
    I’ll down a bottle of baby asprin…
    I swear! I’ll do it!

    (CHORUS)
    You’re a male prima donna
    But I can’t help but want ‘cha
    I’m an independent diva
    But I still kinda need ya
    Together we’re apart
    It’s tearing up my heart
    I’m in hell and nirvana
    ’cause you’re my male Prima Donna

    You slammed her finger in the car door
    Didn’t say you’re sorry, love is war,
    She got stitches, it really hurt
    That’s her blood on your Polo shirt
    You’re cute but you think you’re blazin’ hot
    You’re short and you think you’re not,
    You look gay in your skinny tie!
    I hope you get killed in a drive-by!

    CHORUS

    Once upon a time, she was just a girl, living in this world
    Then you came along, with your irresistible charm
    You drive a girl wild when you flash that sexy smile
    ’cause before she met you things were going okay,
    So go awaaaaaaay…or staaaaaay!

    They call me Mr. Understood
    ’cause no one understands me.
    But when I spit rhymes
    everybody buys my CD.
    You get out of the car so slow,
    how was I supposed to know?
    You keep saying stuff behind my back,
    then how come I got the number one track?
    I’m the OG prima donna.
    My rhymes bite like piranha,
    Hotter than a sauna,
    Straight out of Lackawannaaaaaa!

    CHORUS

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